Monday, March 30, 2009

Acting Class

We sat there, awkwardly.
Each held a mask to their face.
My breath came in short gasps,
and I shivered, in cold nervousness.
The masks were ripped away,
and each soul told their story.
"Acting isn't about pretending, it's about being genuine," the teacher told us.
It's the truth.
This is where I belong.
Come out from behind your curtained eyes,
your safe havens.
Come out and tell me who you are.

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